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Samina parveen

Abstract Drama Tragedy

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Samina parveen

Abstract Drama Tragedy

And you’re now a memory, a story with an unexpected end

And you’re now a memory, a story with an unexpected end

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Dusting photo albums,

You were like wind, felt but I can’t see you

I had deleted your pictures,

Not because I couldn’t see you again, I didn’t want to remember memories

Memories distorted with the tears,


Icecream Sundae &

One spoon of sorrow every meal

laying on the turf,

Sun still rises, why is it so blurry?

Blaming the clouds which shower misty melancholy

Twirling the pictures of your face

Rubbed mascara, twisted eyeliner, making this memory

Memory, you remember, you had taught me to make a perfect liner wing

When I lay back on turf, it’s smell whispers,

Hope is a headache &

Distance is a curse

The day is over 

I see the flickering lights,

They die in no time,

And I forgot to delete the memories,

Gallery of my heart captured your feelings in a box

And now when I sit down listening to romantic Hindi songs &

reading my old poetry which was for you,

Nostalgia hugs me 


In our last picture,

That night

Night was glimmering with stars

Stars were sprinkling stardust

Stardust floated in the air, I

I was wearing a black midi and

And you were wearing a black hoodie, I

I was leaving and waved, I wish

Wish I had stayed but I

I don’t regret my decision either, I still

Still feel the night captured in my heart


Dried roses between the pages of the books, we read together

Crushed like our faith, destiny

How can you forget your favorite person?

I imagined the perfect ending to our story 

But sitting by your grave I turned the page, blurred the ink, and wrote another ending. 

Even when candles have died, pictures deleted 

I might never forget you &

Your love is like black sand near the park, 

when I step in my footsteps I keep on immersing myself in it.



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